Sword Three + Douluo: Extraordinary Brilliance

In the end, Tang Yin really didn't do anything, just held Tang San in his arms and fell asleep, a rare night's sleep.

In the next time, everyone was busy, Tang San spent the whole day in the casting room busy building his hidden weapons. Not to be outdone, Ye Fangze built a sword hut and started his daily homework. In the village, every Tibetan sword disciple had to make a certain number of sword embryos every day. After coming to this world, Ye Fangze has also been Failed to find the right opportunity, which has only been possible until now.

The two of them worked hard. Tang San kept himself locked in, while Ye Fangze practiced swords in addition to casting swords. The basic sword moves were split, stab, slash, and wipe, and he had to practice each move 10,000 times a day. Not less than once. Other calendars, even in the time of rest, either cultivate soul power, or meditate to cultivate the mind and watch the sword.

The two of them were not very tall when they practiced. Ning Rongrong knew that Ye Fangze liked Tang Wu, and it happened that Tang Wu wanted to deliver meals to Tang San every day. Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and started delivering meals to Ye Fangze. It was also pushed to Tang Wu.

Ning Rongrong said that what she could do was limited to this, it was up to Ye Fangze to seize the opportunity.

Like Ye Fangze, Yang Mo was also cultivating as crazy. The marksmanship practiced by the Tiance Army was also practiced over and over again, as if there was no end to it.

Since it is Yang Mo, then his three meals a day are naturally covered by Dai Da Shao, and the diligent offerings every day are simply unbearable to look at.

Oscar and Ma Hongjun were envious, but it was a pity that neither of them could work as hard as Yang Mo, Ye Fangze, and Tang San, not to mention Ning Rongrong didn't eat them.

However, even if they didn't work so hard, the others were trying very hard to absorb and digest the experience they had gained during this period of time and to cultivate their soul power.

During Tang San's more than one month retreat, Tang Yin was absent most of the time, otherwise it would not have been possible for Tang Wu to deliver food to Tang San.

Taking advantage of this time, Tang Yin went to Liu Rou again, and picked up a few tasks that were not too close but not too far away, and were a little difficult for him.

In order to train his own skills, Tang Yin rarely used his martial spirits, not even using the light and shadow.

The consequence of not using martial arts and not using spirit skills is that Tang Yin also suffered some injuries. The heaviest time, Tang Yin's abdomen opened a big hole, and blood gurgled out. Tang Yin simply dealt with it himself and then rushed back to Soto City day and night. In order not to attract the attention of others, and in order not to worry others, Tang Yin had to cultivate at Liu Rou's place. At the same time, he was glad that Tang San went to retreat.

but

When Tang San left the customs, Tang Yin's injuries were not yet completely healed.

After receiving the news, Tang Yin propped himself up and washed away the smell of fat powder that was inevitably stained by staying with Liu Rou, and then rushed back to the academy.

It was almost a face-to-face meeting, and Tang San could see that Tang Yin was in a bad state, and directly ripped off Tang Yin's clothes on the spot in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.

So the **** bandages and countless scars were displayed in front of everyone.

Tang Wu's eyes were red. Tang Yin's soul power level is indeed evil, but behind this, how much did Tang Yin pay?

Tang San stroked his fingers from the bandage, then pulled Tang Yin into the room with a cold face.

Three times, five removals, two removes the bandage, Tang San pulls out the wound medicine he prepared and smears it on Tang Yin's still ferocious wound.

Medicine and poison are not separated, Tang San has made great achievements in poison art, and the medical theory is also familiar, and the effect of the wound medicine he dispenses is also much better.

Feeling the cold medicine covering his wound, Tang Yin's eyes showed a happy look.

Injury or something, Tang Yin has been used to it since he was a child. This kind of injury looks hideous, but it's actually just a flesh injury. It's nothing to him at all, but it can make Tang San, who has always been gentle to his own people, treat him. It's worth it to show this look.

Thinking like this, Tang Yin looked at Tang San softly, enjoying a moment of real tranquility in recent days.

Tang Yin is not a talkative person, Tang San wanted to say something, but when he thought that Tang Yin was so desperate, it was all to have the strength to protect him and Tang Wu in the future, he couldn't say anything.

Putting on the medicine and wrapping the bandages, Tang Yin reached out and grabbed Tang San's wrist, pulled the distance between them, and sucked **** his lips, Tang San's expression changed, but before he could do anything, Tang Yin He let go of him again, just touched his forehead, and whispered: "Don't worry. I can only die to protect you."

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then pushed Tang Yin away, hurriedly said, "You should rest well first."

Tang Yin stopped him.

"Tang San," his voice was low, "you and I both know that each other is not a real thirteen-year-old boy, so why run away?"

Tang Yin knew that since Tang San found out his thoughts about Tang San, although Tang San sometimes didn't resist his intimacy, he still resisted in his heart.

Tang San froze, and slowly turned around.

"It's time for us to have a good talk." Tang Yin stared at him, unable to continue like this.

Tang San didn't speak, of course he knew what Tang Yin wanted to say.

Since Tang Yin knew that he found out what he was thinking about him that day, Tang Yin never restrained. When there was no one else, Tang Yin would often kiss him. It wasn't that Tang San didn't resist, but Tang Yin's kisses always made him lose his mind very quickly, and... and Tang San was shocked to find that he didn't hate Tang Yin's kisses, and even sometimes indulged in them.

But...the two of them are not only men, they are...brothers.

So he heard himself say in a dry voice: "...Brother... We are wrong..."

"Mother passed away early. What did Tang Hao care about us? He has no right to dictate our relationship. Fang Ze and A Mo both know that we both have memories of our past lives, and they don't completely think that we are brothers. Dai Mubai is there. Chase Amo, he shouldn't care about us. Xiao Wu is a good girl, I will explain it to her, she will accept it. I will also try to make others accept it. As for the master... I know you value it He, treat him as a father, and I have a way. Excluding these close people, what does it matter what others think of us? What's more, as long as we have enough strength, why should we care about others? What about your remarks? Besides...you dare to say that you have no feelings for me at all?"

Tang San bit his lip.

Can he say no?

can not.

Tang San has no emotional experience, but that doesn't mean he doesn't even understand his own heart.

He can tolerate Tang Yin's kiss, but he can't tolerate others'.

There is also jealousy, jealous that Ye Fangze and Yang Mo and Tang Yin are from the same world, and they are more familiar with each other, and even he is occasionally jealous of Tang Wu, because she takes up a lot of Tang Yin's attention...

Tang Yin also dared to ask with some certainty, if Tang San had no intention of him, he would have simply rejected him before, instead of just taking gender and blood as the rafters.

Tang Yin stood up, walked over, pulled Tang San into his arms, pinched his chin and kissed him again.

This kiss was different from the domineering force he had ever had before, Tang Yin restrained himself and gave Tang San a long and lingering kiss. As a result, Tang □□ couldn't stand Tang Yin's kiss even more, and the small moan and groan escaped from his mouth when he was breathing.

By the time Tang Yin stopped, Tang San had completely fallen into Tang Yin's arms.

When Tang San recovered from the kiss that almost killed him just now, Tang Yin was kissing his forehead.

"Little San, can you be with me? You obviously like me too."

"elder brother……"

Tang Yin held Tang San's hand and stopped talking.

To agree or not to agree, that is the question.

Tang San and two generations have never been so entangled as they are now.

I don't know how long it took, Tang San finally opened his mouth, hesitantly said: "How about... let's try? Me, I've never liked anyone before..."

"Neither did I." Tang Yin interrupted him, pressing one hand on the back of Tang San's neck and kissing him again.

This kiss is Tang Yin's consistent style, eager and forceful, like a storm.

After parting, Tang Yin gave a small kiss and whispered, "I'm very happy, little San, I'm really happy."

The author has something to say:

I went home today and said that I wanted to code on the train, but my mother didn't buy a ticket, so she could only stand... She couldn't concentrate on code at all! ! ! And two days ago, I was making up the essay for the written test at the Literature Club... In fact, it was writing an essay. They took this essay as a written test question, which was really depressing, because the only topic that could make me think of something... I can't understand it, and the others are both I don't understand and it doesn't resonate with me.

And General Gao, General Feng and Prime Minister Zhang have been pulled out by me and used N times... Cover your face...